


Beyond The Sea

by InsainCat



Category: Hetalia: Axis Powers
Genre: Multi
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2015-07-26
Updated: 2017-08-07
Packaged: 2018-04-11 09:57:27
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 6
Words: 5,201
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4430861
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/InsainCat/pseuds/InsainCat
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
              <p>Italy brakes his knee and is stuck in a wheel chair for months. Being bummed out and stuck with no fun just wasn't right for him. Together with his two brothers, Romano and Seborga they find other sides to countries that they never seen before along with parts of them self's. Humans names used. T for language. GrIta, a bit of RomaXSeborga. Other pairings included.</p>
            </blockquote>





	1. Chapter 1

**Author's Note:**

> I wrote this three years ago so its a bit cheesy.. I reread it and it was pretty good. Just needed some adjustments is all. And I was toooooottaly into merpeople and all. Still am. Also dont kill me for having the doctor/ nurse act a bit weird. IM NOT A DOCTOR OR A NURSE. Heck. I dont even have a job yet.

\--  
Long ago, there was an angel and a demon who fell down to earth in a curse. Around that time a very special queen was in grave danger. She was one of the most clever, most beautiful and most generous queen anyone had laid their eyes on. But she was rarely ever seen. She once had a king to rule by her side, but ever since the fatal death, she had ruled alone. But of course that was coming to an end. Her kingdom was at war with a neighboring kingdom ever since the king had died. She wasn't very happy that she would no longer be alone. Within a few months she had triplets. However. A week after their birth, the kingdom was falling apart. (Literally. Everything was coming down on them). She saw little hope for her and her kingdom. The only hope was to send her three children up onto the land. And hopefully find a nice mother and father to care for them. After days had past (she was watching the whole thing) a young man came roaming along the beach, and he was unusually handsome. He found the triplets and decided to take them on as there grandfather. Luckily the children looked a lot like him so he was able to pass as there grandfather. Soon after that, they were raised as countries instead of who they really were.  
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"Germany!" Italy cried out in a squeaky yet frantic voice. The German calmly got up from his chair from reading in the sun out back. He walked up to the front yard where he heard the Italian cry where he found Italy on his knees sobbing loudly.  
"Whats wrong this time? Did you scrape your knee again?" Germany asked the Italian and knelled before him to get a closer look. Italy looked up at him with tears streaming down his face with red puffy eyes and his face almost completely red. "Let me see it" Germany mumbled to him. Italy tried to move his leg but only stopped to let out a small scream. Germany had a bad feeling, even though he always came sobbing to him about small things... Hes never screamed before.  
"It hurts so bad Germany" Italy choked out. "I cant move it". Germany took Italy into his lap, carefully placing his leg in-front of him. Italy did his beast not to scream again but came out with gasps and sobbing even harder. There, wedged in his knee was a rock the size of a golf ball. Next to it was what seemed to be a bone. He could tell it was since his leg wasn't right. It was twisted the wrong way a bit. "It hurts!" Italy cried out again. Germany bit his lip a bit and sat him down.  
"Ill be right back. Ill go get a cloth." he said standing up and running into the house. A few seconds later he came back out with a rag. he very carefully wrapped Italy's knee up. But not careful enough. The Italian sobbed harder. "Stop sobbing Italian."Germany tried to calm him down only to make it worse. Germany has been though worse and he knows Romano has too... but.. probably not Italy... He didn't seem like the kind to get hurt like this. Germany ever so carefully, picked Italy up and put him in his car. He drove to the hospital as quickly as he could... With out breaking the speed limit of course. He got him out of the car and checked in to the hospital pretty quickly too. After that Italy was taken care of.  
"We have some good news and a bit poor news". The blond haired German nurse said walking up to Germany. "One. Mister Vargas will be able to heal very easily. Actually, he is healing quiet fast. However, he must remain off his leg for a few months." She stopped to let his proses it all, which wasn't really necessary. "The poor news is that he broke his knee and part of his leg was chipped. We will have to remove it. The doctor will be able to explain more when he arrives." She quickly explained her abstinence on knowing that was going t o happen.  
"May I see him?" Germany asked feeling a bit bad that his little happy Italian, might not be so happy for a while.  
"Naturally. We only let family in right now... but I do not see anyone who could be related..." she approved and walked him to the room Italy was in. "He might be asleep.. so I ask that you please be quiet and do not stay too long" the nurse warned. Germany nodded and she left to take care of some other business. Germany quietly slipped into the room and didn't make much noise. He was glad to find the little Italian sleeping peacefully in the bed. Germany looked around not seeing much. But what got his attention was a heart-radar. Why in the world would Italy need one of those? Was there something Italy just wasn't telling him? What ever it was, it seemed very important.


	2. Chapter 2

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Italy is in the Hospital... Great... >_>

Yes, nations have had things happen to them so dangerous that they were on the verge of death. If anything, Prussia and China had to many of those experiences. Prussia lost his kingdom and all that was keeping him alive was his people, at least until Germany was ordered to give the eastern half to his older brother. China was just old. You would to thing the direct decedent of Rome would have have plenty of near death experiences. But he had searched Italy's history and talked to everyone that knew him. Even though tons of his history was so old, it was unable to read or missing. From what he knew... Italy didn't really have any experiences like that, except for maybe one. Nor did he have any health issues. However... Germany did know about the horrid plunge that hit Sicily so many years ago. He heard that Italy and Romano were dying faster then any other European country. But no one liked to talk about it. Maybe his heath issue came up after that and no one wanted to let others know. But how long had this been going on for? SO many questions started popping up in Germany's head. He would have to research later.  
"Germany?" Italy weakly groaned before fluttering his eyes open. Germany walked over to Italy and placed a hand on the Italian's shoulder o let him know he was there. Italy tried to sit up only to wince a bit in pain because of the stiffness in his back and leg. "What happened?" He asked. How could he not remember what happened? He had a huge rock in his knee. "I remember being on the skate bored a friend gave me... then... It all went blank" he explained what he could remember. Blank?  
Germany swallowed hard hopping he wouldn't freak out from the truth. "You... fell off and broke your knee". Italy just stared blankly at the German for a moment before mumbling 'oh..' Along with a 've..'. "Are you sure that's all you can remember?" Germany asked hoping to get a bit more detail. Italy just shook his head in responses.  
"oh wait.." Italy paused for a moment grabbing his attention a bit more. ".. I... I remember a pain in my chest..." he said gripping his bed sheets before mumbling something ells that Germany couldn't understand since it was Italian. "Germany? How long will it be before I can walk again?"  
Germany shrugged a bit. "You know that nations heal faster then humans..." He said as he watched Italy smile a bit. "A month or two.." Germany heard a click and quickly spun around to see the door opening up to Italy's doctor. Nations had personal doctors who specialized in nations illnesses. They were kinda like all the people in a nation's doctor in ways. They also knew things that normal people didn't know.  
The doctor slipped in the room and shut the door carefully with a 'click'. "Mister Vargas," the doctor announced. "Its good to see you again... But I never thought it would be like this," he joked making Italy giggle a bit.  
"Nether did I." Doctors would often use a nation's human name just encase someone was listening in.  
"We would like you to stay until tomorrow. We need to make sure you'll be fine and estimate how long it might take for you to heal." Italy nodded agreeing with him.  
"Ok~ Ve.. Germany~ It looks like I'l have to wait to go home for a bit. Is it ok... for me to miss out on training and all..?" Germany nodded in response to Italy's question. "Grazie," Italy smiled more. "Oh and Germany?..." He paused for a moment as he twiddled with his fingers. "...Can you please stay here... with me... I don't want to be alone," He asked. Germany felt a bit shocked from that. But why? He should have expected that to come from him. This IS Italy were talking about.  
Germany nodded again, "Ja." Italy's smile just continued to get wider and wider every second. He has such a huge mouth. No wonder he can shove a plate of pasta in his mouth.  
The doctor cleared his throat drawing the attention back to him. "Mister Vargas. I will be taking my leave now. Please..." he paused as he looked at Germany and scanning him over and seeing no threat to Italy getting well (as in.. he's not america. Loud and obnoxious). "Get some rest" He smiled before taking his leave. Italy said a quick thanks before the man left.  
Germany looked down on Italy. "He's right. You best to get some rest if you want to go home soon" Italy nodded feeling tired already and closed his eyes and after a few moments, he fell asleep. Germany sighed, "You must have been tired. Going through all that in one day..." Germany did really expect that much from the italian nowadays. He knew him well enough to know what Italy would do and what he might like. MIGHT.


	3. The Waves of the Ocean

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Romano comes into play now! O3O

Italy had slept through most of the day but was woken up to eat at least once or to use the bathroom. Other than that he wouldn't really wake up for much of anything else. The doctor told Germany that his body's instincts kicked in and sleeping was one of the best cures. Germany tried to leave late that night when he was sure the Italian was zonked out, but each time he got up, Italy would start to cry. So the German was forced to stay by the baby grownups side.  
When the morning had come he had asked the nurse to get some food since he couldn't get up without, Italy starting to cry. The nurse wasn't there usual one so she would give him really rude looks and not really care. After what seemed two hours, the nurse came back with a bagel. This disgusted Germany in many ways. For one, that was rude. Two, he had asked her for certain things and she just gave him an old bagel which he didn't touch cuz, lord knows where that came from. So he would have to report this to the doctor later.  
When noon finally came the doctor came to tell his patient the good news. Once the doctor left again, Germany woke the sleeping Italian. "Italy? I thought you wanted to leave." The German stated hopping that would get to him. Nothing. "Fine. No Gelato then." he stated. Right then, Italy's eyes popped open.  
"Gelato?! I want some gelato!" he sat up as quick as he could, however that earned a sudden shock of pain for him making him yip and tear up.  
"Good, you're awake. We can leave now." Germany smiled a bit.  
Italy looked up at him and smiled. "Gelato too?"  
"Ja, we can get some on the way home." he said getting up and getting a wheelchair he had paid rent for.  
"Yes!" Italy was now pumped and wanting to get out of the hospital as soon as possibly.  
"You need to stay off your leg until it has fully healed." Germany said not fully aware that the Italian was in his Gelato world which was located in his head.  
The next day Germany was forced to continue to baby Italy. That was until his boss had called him for a meeting. Italy was forced to stay home alone. It wasn't even noon however, when Italy suddenly jumped to the sound of someone pounding on the door, followed by an angry voice saying, "POTATO BASTARD! If you dare touch him then I will kill you, CHIGI!" The voice screamed. The banging stopped as Italy rolled up to the door, still in a wheelchair for now. He heard a picking noise before an angry Italian burst into the house, only to find Italy in a wheel chair.  
"Ciao fratello!" Italy pipped.  
"Where is that damn potato bastard? Did he touch you at all? Are you still in pain?" Romano wouldn't let Italy reply.  
"Im fine, Romano, Germany was called out by his boss." Italy spoke up until he heard his phone go off. He pulled out his phone and saw it was a text from Germany saying: Italy, I wont be home until late tonight. Dont worry, I will be back before 1 am. Go ahead and eat without me. If you get tired, go to bed. -Germany.  
Italy sighed a bit knowing he would be bored. "So, who's it from?" His brother interrupted his thoughts.  
"Romano, lets go to the beach!" Italy blurted out making Romano question his sanity. I mean, who goes to the beach with a wheel chair? Romano knew if he said no, Italy would just bother him more.  
"Fine, but it's your funeral."  
-TimeSkipOfFabulousness-  
Romano shuffled his feet around the white warm sand and into the cold wet sand. Water trickled up onto the shore onto his feet giving him a cold chill and making him shiver a bit. The waves were soothing even though there wasn't much of any wave in sight. The sky was a light deep blue with very few clouds in sight. The wind wasn't to strong and just gave off a refreshing chill. It was a perfect scene, and he would love to be here... If only he wasn't holding his brother. They couldn't take the wheel chair out onto the sand so he was forced to carry his younger brother, who had been complaining the whole time about walking to slow. he set his brother down so Italy could feel the waves and sand on his own. For a good ten minutes did neither of them say anything as they both enjoyed the sight, that was until Italy let out a frightening loud sequel, which made Romano jump and look up. There before them was a frightening tidal wave that kept building up over there heads. There was no time to get away, go Romano grabbed hold of Italy, closed his eyes and held his breath. He could feel Italy grip onto him, doing the same. The wave crashed onto them, carrying them out to sea.  
The water was freezing and was constantly pushing on him and his brother, trying them to let go of each other. But both boy's held onto each other with a death grip, however natures will was more overpowering them life itself and both boys were torn away from each other. Romano was forced upward towards the water's surface where Romano's lungs starting grabbing the air as he breached the water. Romano looked around frantically for his brother, not seeing him anywhere.  
Once Italy was separated from Romano he was immediately caught in a current. He was carried down draft, deeper and deeper into the ocean. Which meant farther and farther away from the air. When the current thought he was far enough it tossed him to the side. Italy opened his eyes to try to see how far he needed to swim, and when he did he nearly lost all the air left in his lungs. He looked up again, seeing the blurry light reflecting off the water's surface. He tried to swim upward, but the more he swam, the more he needed air. He didn't get very far when he felt his vision fading and his limbs becoming numb. That wasn't the only problem, gravity was against him and he could feel the water starting to crush him. He reached up towards the surface as he began to sink. This was it.


	4. Believe it, Romano.

"Veneziano!" The name tore through the open sky and surface of the sea. Hearing nothing but small waves crashing upon each other and the calm wisp wind brought dread to Romano who was searching through out the sea. Diving back into the water, he took no notice of how clear the water had become in the few short moments of continuously diving back in, searching for his younger brother. Nor did he see changes to his own body. He was to focused into finding Italy. He was starting to get tired and his efforts seemed helpless.  
Why him? Why was Italy the one to leave and he the one to stay? It wasn't fair. He should have left instead. Italy was loved dearly, and still loved. Romano however was loved by few, who would miss him, no one. Or at least that what Romano thought. He was just about to give up when he felt someone lightly tap his right shoulder. Romano spun around to find himself staring at what seems to be his brother. He almost burst into tears, but he didn't. Instead he let a few tears roll down his cheeks, but only because it would blend in with his dripping wet face from the sea water, he couldn't hold all of it back either. Instead of crying in front of his brother, he grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. Italy grinned.  
"I'm ok Romano." Italy cooed. Romano didn't respond and he understood why. After Romano recovered from his 'small' break down, he started to notice the changes. First of all, his brother felt scaly and looked a bit more reddish than usual. He also seemed to be moving his legs although one was broken. Then he started to notice his own changes. Romano looked down at his arms and hands to see scales decorating the tips of his fingers along with random patches of green scales along his arm. His legs also felt really weird.. as if both of his legs had become one. Instead of looking down to his own feet he pulled his brother back and studied him. Random patches of orange scales along Italy's cheek, nose, face, arms, shoulders, and hands. His ears now small orange fins. He looked down to Vene's waist and there he found orange scales creeping up along his stomach, covering his waist completely. He didn't want to look further down afraid of what he might find. And Italy had an enormous grin the whole time.  
"WERE MERMAIDS!" Italy couldn't hold back his discovery any longer. Romano was just frozen, in shock. Mermaids were real?! No way in hell. And even if that were true, there was no WAY on heaven, earth or hell, that it was possibly for a nation to be like that. "Ok, so were not merMIADS, but merMEN" Italy clarified.  
"N-no." Romano shook out of his shock, sorta. "Were just hallucinating. Accidentally drank a shit load of sea water is all. Yeah. That's all." Romano couldn't believe this, he wouldn't!  
Italy frowned slightly. "We are not!" Italy looked around to see how he could prove it but only found seawater. That's it! Seawater. On the way back to the surface, he was forced to breath in the water and found that he could breath underwater. That's one of the main ways he found out he was a mer. Italy puffed out his cheeks. "Dont make me" He threatened.  
"Dont make m-" Before he was allowed to say more, Italy grabbed his hand and dived down into the water, forcing Romano along with him. Down, down, and down they swam, towards the ocean floor. Ok, Italy was the one swimming down. Romano was trying to swim up, but eventually gave up. Once they reaches the bottom, Italy looked back to his brother to see him holding his breath. The guy looked like a plumb. Italy sighed, not only to show that he was breathing in the water, but he was sorta tired to see his brother still refusing.  
"Come on, fratello. I'm breathing, art I?" Italy tried to convince Romano. "Besides, your gonna die if you don't" Romano gave in once again and gasped, pulling in all the water he could. Italy watches his brother pant a bit and look up at him in surprise. A smile crept onto Italy's face. "See?" He said looking down at his feet. Only it wasn't feet. It was orange fins, a very elegant pair. And his legs were merged into one and covered in orange scales. Romano looked down at his own. His was a bit different. Green scales, green tail that looked like it had been elegant at one point, but turned rough due to him farming. They both had fins along their tails to help with direction like any fish out there.  
Romano shook his head, "how is this possible?" he stared at his tail.  
Italy shrugged, "Dunno. But lets explore a bit~! I've seen the ocean from diving trips, but it's never this amazing."  
"I dont think thats a good idea." Romano started.  
"Aww, come on!" Italy convinced and Romano agreed.  
"10 minutes... Starting now"

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I swear to god, it'll get better. I know my grammar sucked back then, but IT WILL GET BETTER AS YOU GO!! I promise!!


	5. Little Brother

At first the two brothers were running into things, but after a while they got the hang of not using their feet and was able to swim like a fish. Both noticed how there senses were very keen. They could smell, hear, see, and taste a lot better than before. But the biggest difference was their sense of touch. They were able to detect other small critters moving below by the waves in the ocean. However, they found that obvious.  
Romano moved a bit faster, starting to see a light coming from somewhere. Italy followed but he was however stopped when his brother came to a halt. Italy peeked over Romano's shoulder to see a large city. It was thriving with merpeople. The buildings looked like modern land buildings, but water proof. (so like large plants are used to hold them up and stuff). Romano started to back up, getting a bad feeling from the city, but Italy was curious. "We should go now, Vene-" Romano bit his tongue when he saw his little brother already in the city, looking around with much curiosity. Romano growled under his breath and chased him. "Veneziano! Get back here right now!" Romano demanded. Italy ignored him.  
Italy moved further into the city, making Romano follow. But Italy wasn't watching where he was going and thus, ran into someone (swam into someone). Him and the other weren't looking where they were going and as a result, hit each other on the head. "Ouch!" The other feel back a bit. Italy feel to the ground as Romano caught up.  
"Mi Dispiace" Italy whimpered, rubbing his head where he was hit. "I didn't see you there" Italy smiled. The other merman froze.  
"No...Nonononononooo.. You can't be here." the stranger backed up a bit in disbelief. Italy tilted his head before Romano dragged him up off the floor.  
"Why?" Italy questioned.  
"Why what?" Romano repeated.  
The strange merman under a hoodie grabbed both there hands and swam to an ally. Italy went along with it, but Romano struggled while shouting "Let me go bastard!"  
When the stranger took them to the dark empty ally, he took off his hoodie. To the brother's surprise, it was there younger brother, Seborga. Seborga's tail was white and resembled both Italy and Romano's tail a bit. "You shouldn't be here! If they catch you, they will kill us all." Seborga hissed.  
Romano didn't take that to kindly. "Shut up! I don't want to hear it from you! I knew you were always keeping secrets." Romano hissed back at his baby brother. Italy was in debate of whether to stop them before a fight started up or not.  
Seborga looked around. "Were not safe here. Id rather explain somewhere more safe" he grabbed Romano's hand.  
Romano snatched his hand back "Doesn't matter." he glared.  
"We must-"  
"Tell us or we leave" Romano interrupted. Italy whimpered.  
Seborga let out a sigh. "Iv been like this ever since I was born. Few of us nations are born like this. Us three are one of the few. To keep the seaside safer, we clam unknown mystery about our kind. I would have told you, but everyone agreed to let you find out on your own. It wasn't my dissension to not tell you. Now please, may we go?" he begged. Romano gave him a nasty look before sighing in defeat. Seborga smiled and took both Italy's hand and Romano's and swam off.  
Quite a few miles off from the city was country homes and cottages. They all went to one built in a pink giant coral. Going up were more doors. It seemed to be all flats. Seborga knocked at the one second closest to the sea floor. Both Italy and Romano looked in awe to as how big this coral was. How could human's have missed such a huge thing!?  
"Hello?" a whisper came from the door.  
"Its Romeo" Seborga replied using his human name. The door open and Romeo swam inside dragging his brothers along with him. the inside was a flat. It had a rather small living room that was connected to the dining room. The living room held two small couches and a recliner looking chair. In front was an odd looking t.v. The dining room held a small round table with three chairs. A small chandelier made from some glowing crystals hang from the ceiling. Built around the walls was a kitchen. Back to the living room it had a small hall holding three doors. A bathroom and two bedrooms one would guess.  
Quickly the door shut on its own. Italy and Romano looked around and saw no one. Both of them had an idea creep into their heads. "F-fantasma!" (G-Ghost!) Italy jumped into his younger brother's arms as Romano hid behind them both.  
Romeo rolled his eyes. "Mattie, you've become invisible again." He directed his words towards the door. A man became visible, resembling both America and France at the same time. Italy tilted his head, curiously.  
"Italy? Romano?" Mattie spoke with both french and English accent. "Why are you here? You cant be here!"  
"I dont know you, ghost freak!" Romano growled, still hiding behind his brothers.  
Mattie felt like he was just stabbed in the back. "Its me, Canada. We go to the World Academy. Sometimes hang out on Saturday..?" He tried to get them to remember him. "I was part of the Allies in World War 2." He was only getting clueless faces from Italy and Romano. "Im a country!?" He started to raise his voice. "Im America's brother!?" Mattie was getting desperate. "AMERICA'S HAT!" he shouted which only sounded like talking.  
Italy remembered. "Oh~ Ve~ Ciao Canada!" he grinned.  
Romano was still clueless but only nodded in agreement. "Ah, si, mi dispiace." (yes, im sorry). Romano was known for being sorta a dick but he had manners.  
Canada gave a hefty sigh, "What are you doing here anyways? More like, how did you get here..?" he scanned the brothers, very confused.  
"I got fins!" Italy announced which made Romano roll his eyes.  
"I can see that.. well... I see why... Usually that part isn't unlocked until a near death situation has happened to you... At least... in the water..." Canada gave a thinking pose.  
"Except England. He's the only exception to that rule" Romeo chuckled. They were implying the point that the poor English man can't swim.  
"We almost drowned. Veneziano here, broke his knee a few days ago" Romano pointed annoyingly to his brother who gave a slight pout.  
Canada nodded in understanding. "I see... Well... It's good to see you both still alive" he smiled.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I know Seborga is the middle out of the three. But I had typed this long before it was a fact.. so.. ima stick with it for this fanfic.


	6. Hiatus Note

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Ya'll wanted to see what would happen when A barbie mermaid fan got ahold of Hetalia. Well. This is it. A fucking mess.

Sooo... Im going on Hiatus. If you check all my other works here, it will say the same thing as this. 

Im very uncomfortable with my writing level at this moment and dont really want to continue posting until I feel it's right. I also wont be posting anything besides short stories in general. You probibly wont see anything for these fics until next year at best. That and I dont have any writing classes until next semester. 

What am I planning on doing? Well, for starters, get better at grammar. But thats not all. Im not planning on posting a lick of anything untill I get at least a few chapters ahead That way I'll have a posting schedule for you all to look forward too, instead of dragging you on like this. I also wont be posting, or starting, any new project fics until at least one is completed. I dont want to start too many like I already have and never finish them. But dont worry! I will finish them. Im not one for dropping posted work unless its art. 

If I have any more good fic ideas, i'll write them down as prompts for if I do finish a fic and want to start another, which is unlikely. 

Once I finish all the fics posted now, I'll only post a fic with a schedule if the fic its self is nearly, or is, completed in my docs. 

Short stories will only be posted if they are finished as well. If they have more than one chapter (Max of 5), I will post it with a weekly schedule after it has been edited by my editors. I am planning on posting a few short stories soon, so it wont be as if my whole account went on hiatus. There will still be work, but not from the bigger works. I'm also trying to downsize my story into 20-30 chapters, even if it means making the chapters themselves longer. Im sure you wouldn't mind that anyways. Means more content for you in a shorter amount of time. 

Anyways, im sorry for the inconvenience. I know some of you look forward to the next chapter of this fic. Just know I wont be stopping it all together. Just know its going to be re-written and worked on to give you the best possible writings I can muster. I want to show you what I see with my writing, and I hope that when I do start doing updates again, you will be able to see it. 

Sorry again and I hope you have a lovely day!

~InsainCat Productions   
-UncleAuntieFeli


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